I’m my worse critic and hate me too because of past mistakes. And don’t know how to forgive myself and move ahead from misdemeanor things that happened as I am maturing while traveling thru space.
I stood before the mirror and looked at myself and said damn I hate the way my body looks again. I stopped telling myself I look old because I have seen older than ninety and not look this bad and then.
Another self said to I what if you have a stroke and this body can no longer move, you would not care how bad it look as long as it moves...
Power to rise above and beyond the critics. Critics are to not without fault, but it’s my closet I’m cleaning
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